FRANCESCA.
There 's weight in that.
This violence would stand her in good stead,
Were she e'er called in question! Then what matter,
[Bertuccio, who has been moving round the room, stops opposite centre door.
So I be wronged, if 't is by force or will!
Would I had certain proof!
BERTUCCIO.
Ha! you want proof?
Come here! [The Duchess approaches him.
Stand where I stand. Now listen,—close.
FRANCESCA (listening at door).
My husband's voice in passionate entreaty!
BERTUCCIO.
Only his voice?
FRANCESCA (starting).
An answering voice! a woman's!
These are your State affairs, my gracious duke!
BERTUCCIO.
If you would have more proof, I'll bring you where
You shall hear his humble tools in last night's business
Discuss the deed,—all noble gentlemen,
Who'd pluck my hood about my ears if I
Durst hint a doubt of their veracity.
FRANCESCA.
Do so; and if they bear thy story out,
I know my part.
BERTUCCIO.
What! tears?
